As Mr. Sanders droned on and on, I glanced around the class room to see how what everyone else was doing. Susan, obviously being a teachers pet, was s...itting alert and listening at the front of the class. Ryan was drawing. Chloe was blowing bubbles with her bright pink chewing gum. Kevin was making a paper air plane. As I took a glance towards the back of the room I noticed Harry. He was gorgeous, and Id fallen for him on the first day of school. Since it was now June, it had been a while. I got. Oh yeah, forgot, only 1 of three elevators was working. So each time a group of people are standing around waiting and I'm in my platforms towering over most. One lady asked if I was in a show which was nice. Another time I was staying at the Howard Johnsons on the strip. The room I got had a balcony right over the parking lot. So after getting slutted up I would sit on the balcony posing and teasing as guy would walk up to the hotel. Around 2AM i get this bright idea to dress in a very. Jerry went and made her cone. He was excited that she was finally talking to him. “Here you go. It’s on me tonight.” “Thanks. I’m Candy. What’s your name?” “I’m Jerry. Nice to meet you.” “We haven’t formally met, but I know you know me very well. I know you like to look at my body.” “Who wouldn’t. You sit there playing with yourself. What guy wouldn’t want to look at that?” She didn’t say anything. She just walked around the store wiggling her ass and licking her ice cream cone. He just. If I looked miserable and terrified and as deeply humiliated as I felt, well, nobody would think it was very funny then! The irony wasn't lost on me as I realized that perhaps only my dad, who was in fact the only real fearless man I'd ever met, could have appreciated the iron discipline and sheer bravery required to strut across some forty plus yards of wide open library in front of at least a hundred grinning, laughing, whispering, finger pointing, mocking teenagers."Those are my clothes!".